Sunday, September 1, 2013

Saving Grace

Supposedly, cupcakes are passe.  But when you have spent the better part of a day listening to your children cry intermittently due to various fatigue-cranky-moving-humidity-generally-conspiring-to-make-you-lose-your-mind reasons, a solid cupcake can go a long way to easing the pain.

Today's saving grace was the vanilla cupcake with sea-salt & caramel-topped chocolate frosting from Butter Lane.  We saw the sign from down the block and figured any bakery with butter in its name was worth a try.

The Butter Lane model is a good one - they have three types of cake: vanilla, chocolate, and banana.  They have many kinds of icing, including coconut, cinnamon honey, raspberry, espresso, and more.  You pick the cake and the frosting - one personalized, delicious cupcake coming up!

Even more exciting, Butter Lane offers classes for adults and kids.  The kids' classes are for ages 5-12, so we will have to live here for 2.5 more years in order for Max to participate in the 90 minute class offered every Sunday for a (New York) reasonable $25.  Kids get to take home four cupcakes, which would run you $13 in the store anyway.  The adult course is 2 hours on Thursday evening - a good reason to get some babysitters lined up so I can get my cupcake on.

I have heard that macarons are the new cupcake.  But I've been-there-done-that (and then some), and I say let's embrace the all-American cupcake.

Park Slope is one of those neighborhoods where it feels like every time you leave home you can find or see something new.  Maybe it's a cupcake, maybe it's this hair:

 
One part of living abroad that was hard for us was feeling like we were permanent outsiders.  I think we believed that simply by returning to the US, that feeling would disappear.  But strolling through our varied and lovely neighborhood today, we still had that sense of being "other".  Maybe because we are new, maybe because on this Labor Day Weekend there seemed to be endless extended families picnicking in the park, maybe because New York City has its own culture that we don't yet know.  Over time, I think we have a shot at feeling like we belong, which is something that would never have fully happened in Paris.  Meanwhile, there are so many cupcake variations to try.



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